Fourth Scourge of Star Wars

"Lord Angel of Death, this is..." In the Outer Space of Terminus, within the Hangar Platform of the Fourth Civilization Flagship, the Kol-class Battlecruiser Northland, Admiral Matt Horner stared in astonishment at the terrifying monster before him.

Standing 3 meters tall, this monster had incredibly well-developed muscles all over its body, but its head was relatively small, only slightly larger than an average person's. It was clad in heavy armor connected by iron chains, and its eyes, visible beneath the helmet, glowed with a dark light.

"The Educator, a new toy," said Darth Malthael. Send it to Terminus; it will help you take down those Clone Troopers. Of course, if there are Jedi there, that would be even better... hahaha..."

This will be a tremendous asset for our Army. Matt Horner nodded and said, "But I'm afraid we'll have to wait three more days before we can launch the next offensive."

He felt the air next to Darth Malthael's presence suddenly turn cold and quickly explained: "After breaking through the Republic's Defensive Line on the Keeling Wasteland, both the Supplies of Medicine and Ammunition for the Frontline Troops have reached their limits, and our Fleet has also suffered significant losses in recent Space Battles. We currently face two major constraints…"

Matt Horner shook his head in frustration; he wanted to say it would have been better if the Plague had participated in this battle. However, things cannot be calculated that way, as the Plague had achieved remarkable results on Cato-Nemoidia and successfully changed the Trade Federation's stance. Compared to the alliance with the Trade Federation, the gains and losses on Terminus can only be considered secondary.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "First, the Spaceport on Fwatna has reached its capacity; the Engineering Units are constantly expanding, but the swampy terrain and harsh environment make the work very challenging—because it is difficult to mine Metal Ores on the Planet, many materials have to be transported from other Star Systems. Second... Hyperspace Routes... The Scientists have calculated every stable cycle of the route between Fwatna and Terminus as much as possible, but it still cannot meet war demands."

"I only care about when Terminus will be conquered," Darth Malthael said coldly. "If we judge by the current situation, I'm afraid we will need at least three more months..." Matt Horner said.

"I still have one month left for my patience. Remember, conquer Terminus within one month!" Darth Malthael's mood was very poor. After saying this, he turned and swept his sleeve, leaving the Educator behind. Matt Horner looked at the departing Red Comet, furrowing his brows. He thought momentarily and turned back to the Command Center on the Bridge.

"Admiral, we have completed the simulation report on using the T-virus weapon in Fermos City. Would you like to see the results?" a Military Advisor walked over and said.

"Just tell me the results," Matt Horner replied.

"The result is, it's not feasible. The zombies produced by the T-virus pose a limited threat to the Clone Army, and after their use in the last Battle of Christophsis, they are certainly prepared. Furthermore, the current Yinchorri Avenger T-101s cannot use weapons; as an alternative, we have equipped them with Automatic Laser Guns on their backs, but their firepower still cannot match the Clone Army head-on. They can only conduct ambushes," the Military Advisor stated. "This is just one aspect, as there are also significant issues with the T-virus's transmission. You know the T-virus is contact-transmitted and cannot spread through the air."

As he spoke, he retrieved various simulation data: "However, the Licker's performance in Close-Quarters Combat meets our needs, so we will still need to combine the Licker, the Yinchorri Avenger, and the infected zombies to create a threat. But there is one prerequisite: Our Frontline Forces must put enough pressure on the Clone Army."

"If that's the case, we absolutely won't be able to achieve our operational goals within a month," Matt Horner said with a serious expression.

"One month?! Is that... the High Command's intent?" the Military Advisor asked cautiously.

Matt Horner nodded and said, "You all continue with the simulation calculations and discussions, trying to compute the combat scenarios under various extreme conditions as much as possible. We have only one month! If we wait until General Grevious finishes the Battle on Bothawui, then reinforcements from the Republic will arrive in droves. At that time, what awaits us is only shameful defeat!"

"...Yes!" The Military Advisor was somewhat reluctant but understood the seriousness of the situation. He immediately stood at attention, saluted, and headed to the Command Center.

Matt Horner locked himself in his office for over an hour; he finally made up his mind and connected a communication.

In the Holographic Projection, a Woman with Pink Hair and one eye with a Mechanical Prosthetic Eye, Mira Han, appeared. "Yo~~~ Pony, you're finally willing to take the initiative to contact me..." she said; her face suddenly changed, and she shouted extremely rudely to another communication channel next to her, "Let the Second Squadron rush for me!" Kill all of the Besadii Family's Convoy Fleet!! Today, your mother is in a good mood, and I don't want a penny missed for the things I grabbed!!"

"Are you... robbing?" Matt Horner asked tentatively.

"Ha! It's quite lively over here in the Hutt Space! I reckon it won't be long before Tatooine Tatooine starts fighting too, hahahaha!" Mira Han laughed heartily and then realized, "Oh right, Little Pony, you came to ask me to marry you?"

Matt Horner's face darkened as he quickly said, "No, I am encountering some difficulties... and you know I can't find anyone to discuss this with..."

"The staff you brag about every day live on shit?" Mira Han scolded.

"No... they usually don't eat shit... Ah, I mean, maybe Military Personnel see things from a different perspective than you do, so I think I need something different." Matt Horner, as soon as he met Mira Han, was not very good at talking, "You know, Lord Angel of Death wants me to capture Terminus within one month."

Mira Han's expression changed as soon as she heard the name Angel of Death. She spat secretly, and her expression became much more serious: "Then you might as well run away. You know what we can get from my underground world. According to my news, not many things on Terminus benefit Dawn."

"I understand. But I won't run away; it's my duty," Matt Horner said, puffing out his chest.

Mira Han thought for a moment and then said, "It's not that there are no options..." She hesitated momentarily before continuing, "We can ask the Hutts for help."